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! ' - "I : " !' -: - I :'!'; ' ' ' - " k v- if i i ' 1- - i : ' '. , : tU" : . ; . ! ' ! . i . vi . : V ' . 1 ; ; W . TT-. - - - " " - . " . " " . ' .. : . . : : : . : : " i tfrr v - Mm-. if! u if L t A. i O V ... U i w DAVIS & JIOBINSON Editors and Proprietors. VARIETY IS THE SPICE OF IJFiV THAT GIVES IT ALL ITS FLAVOR. TERMS$L50 per Annum, in Advance YOLJ 2. OXFORD, GRANYELLE i COUNT r, N. C, TUESDAY MORNINCx, SEPTEMBER 15j .1874. , 9 NO.. 10. I Li iSst then Flying '4- : ' f- 3 -. I ' ? Yfti-. , . a ' ;BY? GUY TTAMTTjTCgT. .if Lei those who vrfll repine, at fate : ' Ami droop Aeirhands in sorrow; ; I lau;h when cares upon me wait, I know they'll leave to-morrow. My purse is ligfit, but what of that? . j; Ky heart is light to match it ; And il I tear my only oat, . : j , : i ! I laugh the while I patch it. j Pre some clvev who call themselves r My friends in summer weather, Blow far away in sorrow's day, ' As winda would blow a feather ; I neVer grieved to see them go, rascals, : who would heed 'em ?) i For that's the use of having friends I If falie when mo3t yon need 'em? ii ' v ' ' ' .-I I've seen some rich in worldly gear, Eternally repining, Thnlr hearts a prey to every fear With gladness never shining , i I would not change my lightsome heart Foall their gold and sorrow, For that's a thing that all the wealth , Cau neither buy -or borrow. . ; c , . .. . ;,: . .. , .... . : .- .. i- And itillrif sorrows come to me, : (As sorrcv s feooietimes will come,) ; I.cndthe.Avay.to make them flee, Is bicldiisgthhi right welcome ; They cannot brook a cheerful look. ' They're used to' sobs'arni 'sighrrigH .v. ;' And he .that metts them with a niic, j Issure tosct them flying. . , ; 'RIGHTED AT LAST, :.......:,! . ...... on . .. . : THE DESTROYED LETTER. "llovr beautiful 'Belle Loclain 'looks tCHiight." ; v " : J They were sitting together at chess, Daisy Marsh and her han d "hand r cousin; ;Jmgey'-:'--,Eltibg, Avhile beyoudiSurtained box -window, wljicb ;8helto-ed their, re treat, th0 Vjarlcr3": the' noble Tiiansiou w&vq' W-m a glow of light and jewels. Daisy was a pretty creature, with fair tmir and - a pink and white complexion; as periect ana expressionless as a wax 'doll, while Rorr ii3V wa3 dark and ' - strikingly handsome. Even as he spoke Daisy's hand quivered a little'- and her sleeve upset half a dozen chessmen. 'There tlaey go !" laughed liomne'. "Keyer mind, Daisy ; you had very1 nearly conquered v -me, and we'll cousider it a victory on your part. I don't like chess j ust now. See, Miss Loclain is passing again." - v ' 1 "Yes,'1 said Daisy, who resent- ed the Jleast admiration of any ;other ilady on her cousin's part, Vshe's a' very stylish looking girl, ipuly I don't tan cy , lier gipsey sort of beauty, and " - -She stopped short, forRomney's eyes were fixed on her ith an ex pression very unusual. , r ! - i4Daisy,": said he, gravely, "I wish to speak to you on a subject or greatest1 importance to me a subject' that Ties very near my . Daisy's cheeks, grew ,) red, and white alternately, while her pulses Eaused withiii." Could it be possi le that the love she had so long secretly entertained towards her cousin, wag at last to be rewarded Did he really lovo her t ' : .'fl .may "trust vou. mv little , 'Of course, 'Romney,' she an- 'swered, timidly lifting her eyes to this darki earnest glance. j t . Well, then, Fin in love !" . 1 V The scarlet tide suddenly suf X usecVh-er neck, cheeks and brow, cwlulefher 'eyelashes drooped low ;vithdlici6u;"sHyhes3,;;'- -" J j ..r.'Now don't blush so, Baay ; Tm j not the first maii t hat ever fell in 'love, nor' am I likely to be the i-last. haven't courage to await any dcosii from: Belle's own lijps, yet J must know, before I Bail for 'tiTDpo whether it 'i to bo aroo'o garden, or adreary desert. Will you be my messenger, Daisy ? Will you take this note to Belle Loclain, and-bring me her reply ?' , A statue1 could not have been whiter and colder than Daisy Marsh, as she listened to the con cluding sentence, that fell like ice upon her heart. She could have plunged a dagger cheerfully into the heart of the woman who had won Romney's love. Anger, mor tification, and keen anguish strove together for mastery in her heart, yet there was no outward symptom, save the deathlike pal lor of her cheek, and the quiver of her lip. . 'Will you, Daisy?' persisted Romney. : She nodded silently 'That's my darling, little cousin ! Give her the note to-night you women know how to mauage such things and if she will be mine, ask her to send a line one; line will be all sufficient. But if not -.' He stopped and bit" his hps, as it the bare contemplation of such a possibility were agony. If not, I shall understand her silence to mean no. Here is the note, rm cherc. To think that a man's whole destiny should hang on a bit of paper like that ?' As he placed the folded note in her hand, it felt like iee. 'Daisy, you are not well V 'Perfectly,' she answered, - in a constrained ' voice; 'but I am a little tired. I will go up to my room, and see Miss Loclain when she leaves the parlor.' i When she was alone in her own apartment, she tore the paper in to tiny bits, with slow delibera tion, : and burned them one by one, in the flickering gaslight. 'There,' she said, biting her lips until the blood started 'She shall never know lie was fool enough to prefer her dark eye's- and jet black hair, to my blonde beauty!' The same evening Belle Loclain un braiding the masses of. dark hair that had gleamed vvith pearls and opals, ; raised her dreamy Spanish eyes to the glas3 ( before her eyes that were dim with un shed tears. . ' - v 'He does not care for. me,' she murmured, "yet the world calls me f beautiful. Ah ! what card fbr the world's admiration, as long as the only one for whose praise 1 sigh, turns coldly from me ? I sup pose ho will marry that bnght haired, little cousin of - his, and they will be happy,' while I "Well, Daisy . eagerly asked Romney Elting, as ' he met ' his cousin ou the stairs next morning. . 'Weil?'." , : 'Was there no answer ?" v ? ? 'None.5 .- ; ; ' ; : ' ' i The color faded from Romney's cheek,)- leaving a dull, deadly paleness behind; He clasped his hand involuntarily over his heart. : .'tto be it, . ne :- murmured, : in a strangeh. changed voice. "And now, no! tor HiUrope; tms coun try no longer holds a charm for me. -. - - : - - - Daisy lost hef cousin, yet, she had the malicious satisfaction of knowing that Belle Loclain had lost something nearer and dearer still. Three years after, Mr Mor- daunt's elegant dra win 2-rooms were briliantly lighted one night, as Komuey siting paia nis re spects, with easy couresty, to his pretty, siny, lime uosiess. . 'I am so glad you came to-night, Mr Eltinsr. Your cousin, Miss Marsh, is to be here - 'Indeed ! I havn't seen Daisy since my return; -1- Romney Elting's tongue seemed smitte n w ith su dde n palsy at th a t instant He had caught sight of a tall, slender figure in black,: at the end. of- -the room with j two or three children clinging td ; hor. Who is that lady, Mrs ; JMor daiint ? That one sitting " bohind the piano ? ; 1 Surely riot ' -I - 'That Oh, that is MiasaLor clain, . our i governess. ' I believe yoirdid , know her , once, j before her father j failed. Quite a ii ice icreature and the CLUdreii are so fond of her.' : Romney Elting walked straight across, thai room there was a, magnetic influence in the pale 'cheek arid downcast eye of tho fragile-looking governess. ? 'Miss Loclain, have you forgot ten an old friend V I 'I do not 1 easily forget the few friends I have left, Mr. Elting.' 'I am glad to see you, Miss Lo clain,' he resumed; 'more eb than ever thought I could be again.' 'Why V she asked raising her frank eyes to his I face. Sho col bred. I .' ; 1 ' Because since ; you ' rejeeted me .I."-,. ,.. . 'Rejected you, Mr. Elting !' .. 'Well, declined ,to answer, my note, . then it amouuts : to the same thing !-'f! note! l nave never re- ceived a nbte.from you !' ; DiQ not my cousin, give you a note from me , the evening;, before I sailed ?mf 'Europe?' s " , . .'Then. Belle, vou did nof know how dearly I lovebTyou?' V i 1 ;i never areamear it, -Air, . JCii- tlUg.V - KL V -r ; i :' :, . , i 'Some treachery has betn prac ticed on us both,' he muttered ; a treachery nat has nearly cost me a life's happiness Tell irie, Bel ie, is it too late for me to plead my cause ? for I love j. you more than ever, dearest.' -' r V .'. The dark Spanish eyes filled with tears ; the : cheek grew crini- son, ana tnen paiea again. , , 'Speak, dearest, : tell me that I may hope.' . :A ;r: .' r'Romney, she t murmured, -'X have loved ) you ; ever., since you went away; I love you still.' . ' And -then .Miss .Daisy Marsh entered, looking in her pale-blue dress like morning itself, she was surprised to f see - the perfect ' un derstanding which seemed'tobe established between her cousin Romney and 7 Mrs. : Mordaurit'a pale governess. ; ? t 'Romney, .she whispered, at the first, opportunity she found of Qxcnauging a ,wora -witn mm, 'yoit surely are riot going to throw yourself away on that girl f ' : - ; ; 'Mv dear Daisy,7 said Romnhy, sereridy. 'wfe have.picked: up the thread of affairs just Where it was dropped, when you neglected to deliver my note, three years ago. Be 5 easy, Daisy -j ' your 7 manceu ve- nng is uu uiscovereu ana iurxner remark on your part is unnecessa ty, .unless you7 wish your conduct exposed to the world. : ' Daisy cowered his stern glance, aud wnen, two -or tnree r weeks subsequently, she received - the wedding cards of; Mr. arid Mrs. Romney Elting, she consented herselt by saving, j. -; ; .' - v 'Romney was always odd; but, alter an, -xjeiie is a very sweet girl ! J ; Poor Daisy ! It . was very hard for her to sink into old maidhood, while Belle Loclain was a happy wife ; but, there seemed to be no help for it j UJBusiness is lively in Prince ton. A dry goods merchant there, in a fit of somnambulism, arose from his couch,-nearly cut the bedquilt in two with his pock et 1 scissors, arid then asked - his terrified wife if he could not show her Bomething eUelJBxlmiost. ijThe Etrike among ' the trheelrights produced some' fine orations.1 Wheel wrighta are good epokepneru . j, .,.' 'H ' ... -si v '.V- ! ': 'A HcId Berenge. , .'.u ,. ;.. ' ?17;7; .:'" v 'rr" :i; The coffin was" a plain one a poor; miserable r piuo coffin; ' TXo flowers on the top no smooth rib bons about the coarse shroud, The brown hair was laid.decently back, but there was norimped cap with neat tie beneath the chin. .The sufferer front cruel poverty smiled in her sleepli-she had found bread,' rest and health u K-i-r jjeo. vlui; I want to i ; se. my . mother," sobbed a poor, child, as the under taker screwed up the i top ' "You cannot get' :l- out n of the way, boywhy , don't 1 somebody take the brat?'; "Only, let me see her on minute Thus cried the the helpless orphan , clutching the side of the charity box, and ai he gazed ; into the rough box, ago nized tears streamed down the cheeks , oil ; whic i -no . childiih bloom ever linger sd. , , ; Oh, it was painful to hear nir i cry the words :. "Only once; let me ace mother, only once!" " JL' i: ; z1 Quickly and brutally tho heart less monster, struck, the boy away, so , that he reeled . ; vrith the blow. For a moment the "boy stood pan t- ing wiih grief and ragehia blue eyes distended; : his lips ; sprang a- Eart, fife glittefiug in his eyes as e raised his little arm, ; and with amoat rinchildish accent screa med: "When I am" a 'man, " I'll kill you for that!" - ; ; '; ' - There was a coffin and a heap of earth between the mother and the forsaken child a monument much stronger than granite built in the toy's heart to the memory of the heartless deed. J 'if'- , . " - , . i The court house was crowded to suffocation.1 . . V .; , "Does anyone appear as this man s counsel! aslcea tne judge. There was a silence when 8 he had finished, until, with lips tight- lyitogether, a;. look of strange in telligence, ! blended with haughty reserre; uppu.hia handsome, fea tures; a young ' mail stepped for ward with a firtri tread and kindly eye to plead for the erring and friendless. He was a stranger, but at the first setence there was a si lence J The splendor of his genius entrancea convmcea. The inan who could not' find a friend was acquitted1 arns . ; . "May God" bless you, I cannot," said he. . f - - - - . m "I want no thanks' replied the Biranser. , . .. : "ii ii believe you are un- - . ...... . known to me." " - --"' "Mah, Ii will refresh your memory. Twenty years ago, this very day,. you struck ra broken- heaften little boy "away frbrn 1 his aeau motner s comn. l was tne boy."-. ;-1 - "mm2:". : : :'; ; Nictianes of . Anericaa ! Cities. 0- ' The principal ' cities in the A- mencan . union nave ' irom tune to time received c various nick names. c-Eor example, Ke W iYprk is . called Gotham ; ,15oston, , the Modern . Athens, also the s Hub ; Philadelphia, the Quaker City ; uaitimore, tne jNionumentai uity ; Cincinnati,: the Queen ! City ;New Orlearis; the Crescent City ; Wash ington,! the City pfj Magnificent Distances ; ; Uhicago, tne iarden City ; Detroit, the City of Straits ; Cleveland, the Foi est City ; Pitts burg, the- Iron City ; .New Haven, the City of : Elms ; Indianapolis, the Railroad; City ; St Louis, the City of Mounds ; Louisville, the Falls City. - - ; " Oxford; the "City of Beautiful Girl." J ' .- ".: " ' nC3T.The. -Worcester : -Press speaks of a i contemporary - who hires a small boy to come in at in tervals with a step ladder and dust effthd top cfhia ccra. - " . AisaihjsT 2ug 'Brcie; .' ; " In a certain village lived an old lady, whose .husband was a regular old toperj arid who frequently took a drop too much. Stagg'ering in to the house brie ' : evening, he at tempted to take i:a drink from the' vinegar jug, but somehow in get ting it to his mouth the'jug slipped, and,falling to the floor, was bro ken to pieces. ,.;.; '-j ;.t ' This seemed to' trouble the bid lady more than :a little, -'arid she lecturea ner nusbana ' souudly lor breaking her favorite jug.; ;: J?T !Now,-it so happened - that , the lady , in question ' was a regular cnurcn goer, ana sometimes the minister was tedious;' would indulge in a short riarl.i i ; : Ihe next flay, after the: accident to , the jug, the old ladt was in her fayorite seat in churchy hym-book, spectacles and all. T i iv , ' As" usual, she was sound asleep. ' - While - in 7ahat 1 ioiiditiba i bunchof keys, i,which ahb general-j y carriea, iia rrpm iner, lap to ;he floor, , T making !r.f considers bre noise. . : Starting' ud auicklv. she electri fied the congregation by 'exclaini- irig i i A -:-7-: r ' r, iXry:.t- :'r -5 id-'( 'Cuss it Sal, there's another jug broke." TCfere4 at 'Last!"-? ; 1 A lady acquaintance , read .the ioi lowing' paragrapn in paper: A young wite once cured her barid of a disposition to 1 absent himself from home ; a night by providing a good dinne)p, and say ing to him afterwards VGeorge, if you find a sweeter spot than our nome, aescnoe it tome, ana 1 win rival it of die in the atfeiript." i;A kiss and a few. tears cbriipleted the victory.'', This ; lady i acquaintance tried the game on hers j husband. He wasn't riielted a bit!;' lie mere ly said: "When you can get the boys to come here and smoke ci gars arid talk politics, and you set up a keg of; lager; youj -can count me in. I like the ,companv of boys, I do." Our lady saw that sentiment had. no affect on' him So she didn't throw herself on1 his neck and wet his paper 7, collar with her tears, but she : took a saucer, and fired at his! head. . and followed it up with a cup, arid enaea it . Dy slinging j a ,aisn oi strawberries onT his shirt ' bosom Since that time he has been an ex emplary husband, v iYe t ho does seem anxious for ;her;tp; visit jbr deaf mother as often as four or five times' wee ; :A ;': ! A-Qaeef PostcSc?. i- The smallest postoffice : in the world is kept in a barrel, " which swings from the uttermost rock of the .mountains overhanging the straits of 5Magellari, opposite' the Terra del Puego Every passing ship opens it to put letters in or to I taKe inem our. xuvery snip .- run- j dertakes to. I forward . -.all; :, letter 1 in it that it is possible for, them to j xransmii. . n nangs .mere oy its iron chain; beaten and battered by the' wirids arid stonris, hut n'O lock ed arid barred office on .' land is more secure It is not in the track ofTnail Tobbers. ,. j t ; ;1 ;X2T"All the 4 cares of the day ought to -be'laid' -asidef with; our clothes. Kone of ; thern- must be carried.to bed with us ; and in this respect, custom jnay obtain great poweJuovecthe ..thoughts. Itb a destructiye practice to stud- dy "in bed, arid read : till orie falls Meep.'';.:v.;;if ;i; f - t3-Pid you ever pause a mo ment, whore gang of laborejs were at work, without being; asked by one or moro ot them, ;Bc-3 what nmi a ir; j Happiries emanates from the guiUless heart of a child, as per furi rises from the tlowei's. rhu whj should We ever try to ' clicck theiV innocent V capacity to enjoy ! Tle3sombre sliadow of decay, -L-thdSlOweriiig, clouds of "sorrow wilobn enough Vest upon their young hearts, and in a 'measure dejitiroy this sense of uncoiiijcioUi; nejyipf " the "existeucoof trouble. Tliiechildish Iheart seeriis to enjoy iuoju ritarily-spbntaneously glad neagushes forth 'like the .forest bittlr's carol a hymn' of grateful prsiiwe. X3ut aiasi ior now unei a epon this blessed artlessnos In a little while chilci- linfelri. hb$ ; rii e rges into ybu t h, yo di i irijmaturity; wlieu ' how often err; joy ii hurried in the gi av iu Infancy ; for with ;each adduU yearj. cares, trials, temptation and 8injoriies tq"mariy;takinjj ay ' theJblbom .of existeuce,' destroy ing tfiricli perfuriie of iniipcence wliltho heart gave forth; Then in sflaven's name allow children -to njoy their childhood while thejjinay ere ; the dust of life's pnMic; cares collect .upon the her until no soft zephyr, howc-v-; erVfagrant ;br,,.;retrhirig,cau 4 bloithe ashy body avayf .Even if tUoir childish glee .. ifiiuovs .ybr'i n raur solemn moods, do i.; their joyousness rudel v i'Qt Tjemioer tne time . inay como whl.nbt7; all the gold of earth cri iurchase back theloit hapni-riesj-f .their innocent joy. t iily ; we ; pity J the 1 1 a rdeiied'. hearts from whom sympathy w.ith chijdish pleasure toleration fot thejTn has departed for it be spe$ls the.absence of every kind ly failing, and tells plain ly that thejinestJ chords ofV'tlw spirit havjjbec6mb voiceless.. "'..' :Jt . . , . . :. 5 i n t . i ... - . Xf. A tall, green-lookin steibM "iuto- a " village - '1 0JG1 r wh4rV they ; keep.; something tj drirk&a3; AVell as to cat. Ai'tc. pceipg about a little he , fj:c 1 sbn'ginger cakea. said he totlu rolorr; -;: X : "I'tietn's riiighty firie civke :whsit the least you'll take for on -j of:'i?rir' ' ' ' '?3!bn cent 3. ;Wcll,r believe IMl take one, It you u wrap it up ngnt gooa. : i'hp grocer wrapped up the cuk ? and .andcd it to him. He loo1: thoughtful at it awhile an d t a i d y, ; ldon't belieye I .want ibU cake) after - all. Wont vouawsi; mejlaf drink for it?''! ? Yes," said the gm? vls li? took-hack the cake ami handc hini :ja glas3 of somcthii y.;. .- jBo young "liran sVa. wed .th- liqtiojri and started off. .Hold on," f cried the grocer . yois r;hayn't paid : me i' : 'nBswapped you the tairo for dri.'-x;Y';4:;c:i; ..VBut you havn't paitl ir f;r ' 'Cfou've got your cake le last retort so uonplus-. I tl. grofjr that he stood and scutch ' hisjpiizzled head, yhile the young' mainade good hi3 retreat - 1 ! greenhorn sat for a lontr timbvyery attentively musing up on jcane-bottom chair. At length he ad, "I wonder ; what follow tooKfthc trouble to find all them ar hole and put straws around r X3Thi3 U the season hi which j ivoma. put their headi but the paiidl- widows and tell their iVeiMi- widows and tell their neih- boriow many fliea the chased out of thl$ dining roorii before dinner anf How many they swept off the floo!rjbefbre; breakfast' ; ItLifo's grcstest . enjoyment ia Sd up of anticipatioM- ': II':-:- : ': '- - : 'th- ' : - ' " 11
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